Ranboo angst

Traitor..

This will be based off of the stream that took place on the day of the festival. If you haven't seen it then i suggest you watch. Majority of the Smp streamed it. Anyway onto the story. Technoblade did not show up in this one until my au begins.

Tw:
Flinching
Yelling
Arguments
Betrayal
Panic
Panic attack
scars
Passing out
Injury
Voices
Mention of death
Death

Ranboo pov:

Dream was leading us towards the community house exclaiming "Tommy's done it this time!" I don't understand. My memory book is clutched tightly in my right arm as my left shields it from the potential danger that lies ahead of us. Dream is not a trustworthy person in my opinion. I can tell something is off despite the mask that covered any possible facial expressions he made. Instead, a menacing smile would greet whomever glanced his way.

I felt a smaller palm intertwine itself with my own causing my breath to hitch. Looking down, I was met with the young bee-loving president's brown locks. He seemed startled? Following his gaze, my eyes fell upon what once was the community house. The historic monument lay before us dilapidated and broken. At closer inspection, you could make out scorch marks indicating where the TNT was lit. The rubble plastered the pathways and pollutes the once marine life that resided in the lake.

"Surely not.." the brunnete whispered unable to comprehend what he was seeing.

Dream was the first to approach the ruins.

"This was Tommy's doing. HE BLEW UP THE COMMUNITY HOUSE" he yelled as the other festival guests crowded around.

"I WILL BUILD THE WALLS TO BLOCK HEIGHT, THIS SHALL NOT GO UNPUNISHED"

I flinched back at the yells of the man. However, i swear there was a hint of amusement in his voice..

"BUT TOMMY HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH US!" Fundy screamed, pissed at the homeless teletubbie he called his ex.

"Oh but he does, Tubbo you have Tommy's disc. That makes you affiliated. Unless you give it to me."

So he wants more control over us huh? I thought to myself. The boy who clung to my arm tighter began violently trembling presumably by the thought of betraying his friend. An enderchest was placed in front of us by Dream.

Atmosphere thick with tension, one that you couldn't cut through with a knife.

That's when Tommy makes his enterance. Gasps could be heard behind me but I didn't dare look back. He had an invisiblity pot on but you could tell who he was by his posture.

Time skip (you probably know the things that happened in between)

"RANBOO, ONE OF YOUR MOST TRUSTED FRIENDS, IS A TRAITOR!"

Those words echoed through my head as the attention was now on me.

"The proof is here" Dream said tauntingly as he pulled out a book. My memory book..

"How- how did you-" I muttered.

Opening the pages in what i thought was my memory book, I glanced back at the 'puppet master' and back to that smile.

The book was on me the entire time.. that's impossible.

Carefully, I pushed the bee lover off of my arm. Not wanting to hurt them anymore, I ran. I ran unable to comprehend anything other than my thoughts.

Third person:

The boy was far from the place he lived but deep down he knew he never deemed it to be a home. Home is where friends are, not some stupid country.

Snow coated through his ebony and pearl like locks. The blazer he once wore had been tugged off by a tree branch a while back. The cold left his skin numb, what was more noticeable was the scarring caused by his hybrid genes. His knees buckled below him as his body slumped upon wood. Purple goo leaked from his lime eye. Pain spread through his body as his vision faded to black. The last thing he saw was a shadowy figure approaching.

Techno's POV:

I was walking through the forest wanting to find more wolves for the pack. Tommy had wondered off earlier, speaking of which he should be back soon. I should probably return soon. My thoughts were interrupted by the voices. I internally groaned before at least hearing what they had too say.

He's hurt

Help him

Over there

Turn around

Help him

Go

Quickly

That doesn't sound good I think to myself as I clutch my sword warily. Turning around, a figure could be seen. They had multicolored hair.

"Ranboo.."

"Ranboo!" I yelled running towards the teen.

Gently picking the boy up, I sprint towards the safety of the warm cottage. The sun setting behind me.

(Two and a half hours later)

Third person:

The dual haired boy bolted up off of the bed he lay on. He didn't remember this. "Where am I Did I die? Why can't i see out of my right eye?" These thoughts filled his head as his breathing became uneven. A pain now evident in his chest, his thoughts spiralling into a never ending abyss.

Techno entered the room havin heard movement. Piteous orbs meeting ones of fear. Footsteps could be heard from behind the pair as a winged blonde entered. Seemingly knowing what to do, the oldest jumped into action.

"Hey Ranboo, it's me Phil. Can you do me a favour and listen to my voice please."

"Y-yeah" the youngest stuttered out his reply.

"Can you name 5 things you can see?" The man who wore a bucket hat smiled down at the other softly.

"Um you, floor, Techno, m-my hair and uh d-door." He muttered to the best friend of the pinkette who seemed to grasp what was going on.

"Good job buddy, can you name 4 things you can feel?" The 'dad' of the server said.

The ache in my chest was no longer there.

"Floor, hair, tears" I paused "pain.."

Third person:

The teenager was now breathing at a steady weight, as he muttered a small thanks to the duo. He felt guilt. They shouldn't have helped him, he thought to himself. He didn't realise he was spaced out until a deep voice could be heard calling his name.

"Ranboo" the monotone piglin spoke.

"I asked why you were in the woods?"

The man repeated himself as he looked at his best friend whose face showed clear worry. The two held eye contact.

"I- um, I was e-exploring heh yeah that's what I-I was doing" the boy struggled out his lie even if he knew that no one would believe it.

"I have to go" he said before sprinting back out the door, despite the calls he could hear from behind him.

His vision blurred into nothingness as his body was engulfed by the painful sting of the water pool he had fallen into.

He fell in.

There was no use, by the time they caught up, he was already dead.

A/n

Thank you for reading this! I hope it was good.